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Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee, and for my soul, what can it do to that, being a thing immortal as itself?


So here he is, looking decidedly trimmer and more regal. Less Rolling Stone, than Mel Gibson cast as the Danish prince. I'd like to think that Henery here could strut the stage as a young Hamlet, driven mad by the intrigues of the court.

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Babzy.B said…
With his hair cut he looks a little bit more like u ;) My son doesn't want to have his hair cut , even when he has to , i have to fight to cut a few centimeters ;)
Sue said…
He is looking like a real boy now...not so much a baby! Does he really give you THAT much of a hard time getting his locks snipped?
For a while I had trouble with Zac. I even had to sit in the chair with him once and restrain him under the barber's cover. He played up so much, I ended up giving up and leaving. I was SO embarrassed!
For a long while I would just chase him around the house with scissors grabbing him and cutting what I could...not very often... as I just didn't have the fortitude to fight him! He looked like a little shabby heathen most days.
Those days are long gone as he now insists on very expensive designer cuts and he spends more time on his hair than ME! He blowdries it, then straightens it...every day! He looks gorgeous!
KL said…
How about one day Henry is going to challenge Hugh Jackman (or Jack Hughman? I never seem to remember his name); I know he is your favorite actor ;-).
G. B. Miller said…
Definitely looks like he's ready to take on the world.

A young Hamlet...perhaps an updated version for the modern world?
Dina said…
Bet Henry is happy to have the hair out of his eyes.
They gave my Dean a buzzcut while i was there and I almost cried.
There must be a happy medium somewhere.
Great pics of your great kids.
freefalling said…
KL - I think you'll find it's Jugh Hackman.
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, hold them down like a sheep!
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, I'm sorry, but any son of mine that wants designer cuts and uses a blow dryer everday, well, that's a good thrashing.
Kris McCracken said…
Georgie B., Henry is a bit more Polonius at the moment. He never shuts up!
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, as a victim of child buzz cuts, I wouldn't go that far. That said, first sign of blond tips, hair extentions or a blow dryer, BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ!
Kris McCracken said…
FF, would you kick him out of bed?
USelaine said…
Looks to me like he's pleased with the final results, and is making moves on the bartender.

As for designer/blow/groom... is there something wroooong with that?
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, as a committed feminist sympathiser, I am all for the balance of the sexes, but it is with some dismay that young men appear to be taking on some of the more unattractive facets of the clichéd 'woman', a vacuous and pointless vanity fuelling an empty-headed consumerism that is rooted in unease with one's appearance.

Give me a bloke that deosn't care how he looks any day of the week!
USelaine said…
Give me a bloke that deosn't care how he looks any day of the week!

1. If it doesn't matter, what's the dif?

2. I'll bet you never look at ungroomed women.

3. We are just talking about a professional haricut and blowing it out ourselves, right? Not "The Man Who Fell to Earth"?
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine,

1) ultimately people can do whatever they want. The fact that young men are embracing such aspects strikes me as a depressing for two reasons:

i) it only matters in the sense that often times concentration on superficial appearance comes at the expense of substance.

ii) it has already (and will increasingly) contribute to those problems that previously plagued young women in the majority (anorexia, bulimia, self-image related anxiety/depression). I kind of hoped that greater equality of the sexes might have resulted in less pressure on girls, rather than more on boys.

2) quite the opposite. I loathe the 'made up' look and find women who spend large amounts of time on their appearance not all that attractive. Give me 'natural' beauty any day of the week. People are like gardens in that sense. Keep it simple so that the upkeep is minimal!

3) David Bowie? Umm, I'm not sure. I'm talking about fashionistas who are driven by their own insecurities to contribute to a commercialisation of insecurity to sell stuff to people who don't feel very good about themselves, when ultimately, it doesn't matter.
USelaine said…
Points taken.

I don't even use a conditioner. I can't remember the last time I wore makeup of any kind. There's more, but I'll stop with that.

Bless.
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, Jen wore some makeup for our wedding day. In the nearly eight years that's we've been together, I can't remember another time.

Most people really don't need it.

I had a female flatmate years ago that fair dinkum would disappear into the bathroom for a good hour and a half every morning to do god knows what in front of a mirror. There'd also be a good 25 minutes at the end of the day scraping things off. It wss a bugger if you needed to use the dunny and I'm not sure that it made much of a difference...

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